I shall be back in the school-room presently after she has made it." "What is it about, my dear ?" "She can tell you better than I can," said Hetty.

"Please go down now, Miss Davis, and then we can have it over before breakfast." "Miss Davis, I find Nell was right in thinking that Hetty was doing something sly," began Phyllis, as the governess entered the school-room.
"I am sorry to hear it.

What can it be ?" "Nothing very dreadful in itself perhaps.

It is the secrecy that is so ugly, especially as there was no reason for it in the world." "What has Hetty done ?" repeated Miss Davis.
"Why, she has been getting up early in the mornings to draw flowers," said Phyllis, unwillingly perceiving that the fault seemed a very small one when plainly described.
"I did not know she could draw," said Miss Davis; "but, if she can, I see no harm in her doing it." "I think she ought to spend the time at the studies father is so anxious she should improve in," said Phyllis; "and I imagine she knows it too, or she would not have been so secret." "There is something in that, Phyllis; though I would rather you had not been so quick to perceive it." Phyllis curled her lip slightly.

"Intelligence is given us that we may use it, I suppose," she said coldly; "but I have done my duty, and I have nothing more to say in the matter." Breakfast passed over without anything being said on the subject of the great discovery; but after the meal was finished, Miss Davis desired Hetty to fetch her her drawings that she might see them.